[Since Dan Feng has had any scrap of emotional intelligence put into a mara blender, he literally just ends the call. He's on his way back to the Gluttony cabin, but it will take him about thirty minutes to get there.]
[ she figures he's going to do something stupid, probably. Or come back and yell at her, or something to that effect-- she doesn't have the thought process to think about this logically, really. Her head is so full of thoughts she can't breath.
So when Dan Feng does return home and come through the door it's soon enough that she's startled by it-- and she scrambles up, skirting around him so she can quickly leave without getting in his way.
(There IS one of her scarves on the bed, as well.) ]
[He's going to clothesline her by the shoulders (via arm) and by the knees (via tail), and immediately bend down to try and pick her up with his arms around her waist, over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.]
[Tossing her into his recently-upgraded, massive bed which he had assumed would contain some sort of amorous germs but only has, like he'd asked, one of Val's scarves.]
[ the dirt is-- weird. Out of place. She watches him remove his shoes with unblinking focus, confused.
... why is there dirt? Why are his shoes on? He wore his shoes inside? Why? In the bed? Why? How? He must have run back. Came inside quickly. Why would he do that? He never does that.
The insult doesn't even parse, as she slowly looks back up to his face as he turns back to her. ]
[He stills, staring at her for a moment, before turning away, giving her his back, and - and - focusing on his shoes damn it. He didn't even notice, on autopilot until he physically saw her, because she sounded so distraught and small and Dan Feng disliked not being the cause of it. That was all. Wasn't it.]
[ a beat, as her breathing slowly evened out, even if her heart still fluttered like a nervous bird. He told her too leave. Now he wants her to stay? Ah.
[Is he angry? He is, yes, at her, but not just at her; he doesn't like the feeling of having to give back a toy he'd grown to like. Because that's what definitely this is.
Dan Feng had never really had his affections focused on someone else other than Jing Yuan, and now that he had it here, in this place, he doesn't know what to do with the realization that he can, in fact, like other people. (Dan Heng didn't count because they belonged to each other even across universes.)
He has this entire monologue in his head while staring at Val, unblinking.]
I do not know. But you are not to touch me. [He lets her go, and rests his elbows on his knees, staring sightlessly at the dirt on the ground.] I don't want to touch you either.
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She picks up, almost before it rings out. She doesn't say anything though-- she doesn't think she can even if she wanted to, throat tight. ]
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Look for-- Aphelios. In your room. I'll leave soon. Sorry.
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So when Dan Feng does return home and come through the door it's soon enough that she's startled by it-- and she scrambles up, skirting around him so she can quickly leave without getting in his way.
(There IS one of her scarves on the bed, as well.) ]
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Don't-- I'm leaving! I said--
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[Tossing her into his recently-upgraded, massive bed which he had assumed would contain some sort of amorous germs but only has, like he'd asked, one of Val's scarves.]
I told him to go to you.
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I-- we talked and then-- Aphelios--
[ stops, aware she's not making much sense and tries to take a breath to steady herself with mixed success. ]
I can't. Stop him from wanting to look. If he didn't believe me-- he had to. It's fine. I'm fine!
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He'll be back soon. I checked the morgue, he will have gone to the graveyard. [Dan Feng turns to her, clicks his tongue.] You're useless. Stay here.
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... why is there dirt? Why are his shoes on? He wore his shoes inside? Why? In the bed? Why? How? He must have run back. Came inside quickly. Why would he do that? He never does that.
The insult doesn't even parse, as she slowly looks back up to his face as he turns back to her. ]
... Why did you come so quickly? Your shoes...
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[He stills, staring at her for a moment, before turning away, giving her his back, and - and - focusing on his shoes damn it. He didn't even notice, on autopilot until he physically saw her, because she sounded so distraught and small and Dan Feng disliked not being the cause of it. That was all. Wasn't it.]
That does not matter. Be good for me.
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Am awkward stretch of silence, then: ]
... I'm sorry.
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I will stay with you until he returns and then I want you both out of my sight.
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[ a pause. And then a longer moment again, just watching him.
... but she shortly shifts across the bed to him, reaching to carefully stroke his tail. ]
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You should not be doing that.
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... Why? You don't want me to touch you?
[ a pause. ]
Are you angry with me?
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Dan Feng had never really had his affections focused on someone else other than Jing Yuan, and now that he had it here, in this place, he doesn't know what to do with the realization that he can, in fact, like other people. (Dan Heng didn't count because they belonged to each other even across universes.)
He has this entire monologue in his head while staring at Val, unblinking.]
I do not know. But you are not to touch me. [He lets her go, and rests his elbows on his knees, staring sightlessly at the dirt on the ground.] I don't want to touch you either.
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She stares for a moment-- then looks away, uneasy, and slowly curls herself back into the corner. To wait. ]